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My Dad died on May 14th from a heart attack. He was 89 years old and married to my Mom for 65 years. He left four sons and numerious grandchildren and great-grandchildren. He was a WW2 veterean, an avid knife and gun collector, a skilled hunter, and a accomplished mechanic, autobody repair man, woodworker, and gardner. There wasn't much he couldn't do with his hands. The last four years of his life his health began to fail, his eyesight went as did his hearing and he was in constant pain, which Doctors failed to diagnose. He died surrounded by his family. I know Death was a mercy in this case, but I miss him. I am what I am because he taught me so much.
My focus now, as is that of my brothers, is to take care of our Mom. She is 82 and quite a firecracker! I think she's going to be alright.
My focus now, as is that of my brothers, is to take care of our Mom. She is 82 and quite a firecracker! I think she's going to be alright.